Feng Xiao no longer dared to underestimate Ye Tianyi.
He had never thought Ye Tianyi was simple to begin with; he just hadn't expected him to be this far from simple.
From this one thing Ye Tianyi had displayed, his medical skills had definitely reached an astonishing level!
For such a young kid to possess such superb medical skills was a bit outrageous.
Feng Xiao took a sip of wine, then gave a bitter laugh.
"Those are all matters of the past. Tell me, among martial artists on this continent, who doesn't have enemies? It's merely a matter of how many enemies one has and who they are. This old man's enemies..."
He seemed to recall something, and his gaze turned sharp.
"Forget it. No more talk of it."
Then he looked at Ye Tianyi.
"Cherish your Talent and cultivate well."
"Of course."
Ye Tianyi shrugged.
In truth, Feng Xiao had no need to ask many questions. He already had a good idea about them—for instance, Ye Tianyi's Talent...
"Can it be cured?"
Feng Xiao asked Ye Tianyi.
Ye Tianyi shook his head. "This really isn't easy to deal with. There are only three methods. Either Senior Feng forcibly releases his power, exposing himself and gradually weakening the effect of that power; or the person who cast it takes action; or you find an extremely powerful expert to handle it. There's no other way."
This kid.
Feng Xiao looked at Ye Tianyi.
He truly understood it.
"However..."
Ye Tianyi pondered for a moment.
"As for the hidden ailment causing Senior Feng's realm to decline—or, more accurately, the poison—I can cure that. I can raise Senior Feng's realm somewhat, though not back to its peak. After all, that power is still acting within Senior Feng's body."
Yet Feng Xiao shook his